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Let Yourself Microdose on Hope
Hope is a potent hallucinogen. So don’t overdo it.
Even the cynical chick tells everyone to look on the bright side now. Wow, that’s disturbing. And yet, it’s how bad things have gotten around here. Your dreams, you achieved them.
But then they curdled. Ewww.
You know what’s up. Welcome to the third round of severe budget cuts at a mid tier university, or a Fortune 500 Company. Wherever you wanted to wind up. Hey, cheers. At least you have an excuse to drink more. Don’t mind if I do. That’s what she said.
No, really. That’s what she said. Drink more. The cynical chick. Followed by what I said. On it. So what she said, times two, I guess.
Hope always sprouts up in the worst situations. Not exactly hope that your company — or university — will survive.
Just hope that there’s a future of some kind…
One that doesn’t involve waking up at 6 am to ask some jerk face if he wants extra foam on his latte.
Hope. It creates an alternate reality. One that might never happen. Maybe that’s why some of us think it’s evil. But it’s not. Hope is the medicine you need. And just like every medicine, you can overdose.
